Everyone feels a little down or anxious at times. However, if it begins to affect your physical or emotional health take it as seriously as you would your physical health.
All of my friends know I have suffered from some major depressive spells and the shame of being that friend was unbearable, making my symptoms much worse. It's important to know that you're normal and you have nothing to be ashamed of. That removes a lot of stress, believe me.
It is so easy to get caught up with to do lists and responsibilities that you never take care of yourself. Find things that relax your mind and do them. Designate a day of the week where you take care of yourself. Whether it's cooking or vegging out in front of the TV, it's important to take care of yourself routinely.
For me, listening to Erykah Badu or smooth jazz and writing poetry releases a lot of emotion and allows me to function normally.
What I mean by this is that you don't need to have a diagnosed mental illness to take care of yourself and acknowledge the things that mentally take a toll on you. If you know being in a club with 500 people is going to make you more anxious than anything else, don't go. Real friends understand and won't pressure you into doing something that's not good for you.
This is a hard one to do and I still struggle with this. Don't stop living your life! Do things you want to do, still take care of business. For me going to class was the hardest thing, I felt like everyone could see my depression on my face. I dreaded answering what's wrongs and how are you's. So I stopped going. Big mistake, it may make you anxious or uncomfortable, but trust me, towards the end of the semester I was so relieved and proud that I made it through a day of classes. Just take it one class at a time, one day at a time and you'll be fine.
I still went and cried in the bathroom because I felt self conscious, but I had done it and I'm proud of myself for that.
If you feel anxious constantly, tell a friend so they can have a chance to be there for you. I cannot tell you how many times I would be sitting in my room wanting to give up and I would think about how much Amira cared and how I wasn't alone. It helps. Believe me.
Take care of yourselves,